MR Suburban Coyote Original Re-Rewrite Reggae Remix as she walks through the back door whispering winds weave past her cheek snow stars in the sky unique in patterns as they fly footprints created on fluffy white heaven tears of joy the gate awaits to open up another day oh oh what path does she take the day awaits but its never late but its never late up a hill long strides scurry along great wonders and wisdom humming to a song with each glide the morning sun arises to the sky shining between each leaf thru the maple tree onto the path her leather yellow seat the day awaits easy breeze costed ride under shelter from heavy skies bumpy roads less traveled cheerful dreams on uneven gravel shes away aye aye aye shes away aye yaye to find to find a wishing well for her way today the day awaits its never late yeah yeah the future so bright wearing sunglasses on each eye shes the reason why the day awaits todays tomorrow and every day the day awaits if she chooses to never awake will a day ever wait will it ever wait or rotate into tomorrows today
